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London, Jack

"The Sea-Wolf"

As we drew closer, the sail was taken in and the mast unstepped. Oars were shipped, and its occupants waited for us to heave to and take them aboard.


? ? ? ? Smoke, who had descended to the deck and was now standing by my side, began to chuckle in a significant way. I looked at him inquiringly.


? ? ? ? 'Talk of a mess!' he giggled. 'It's a pretty one we've got now.'


? ? ? ? 'What's wrong?' I demanded.


? ? ? ? Again he chuckled. 'Don't you see there, in the stern- sheets, on the bottom? May I never shoot a seal again if that ain't a woman!'


? ? ? ? I looked closely, but was not sure until exclamation broke out on all sides. The boat contained four men, and its fifth occupant was certainly a woman.


? ? ? ? We were agog with excitement, all except Wolf Larsen, who was too evidently disappointed in that it was not his own boat with the two victims of his malice.


? ? ? ? We ran down the flying jib, hauled the jib-sheets to windward and the mainsheet flat, and came up into the wind.


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